Post by fleroo on Feb 11, 2018 10:54:42 GMT -5
The lad had a basketball game at 10:15 AM yesterday. We were home by 11:30, and I was in a dash to hop into my Carhartt's, load up the quad with all things chainsaw, and get to laying down some timber. The lad was bird-doggin' me every step of the way, to go squirrel hunting. Well, I REALLY need to get the wood in for next year, as I haven't done a thing yet, and homie doesn't play well in the woodpiles, when snakes decide to inhabit them. Then I got to thinkin' what a heel I would be, to not take laddy boy squirrel hunting. So, I decided on the killing 2 birds with 1 stone method. I loaded up one quad with my cutting possibles, and he hopped on another quad, with his Mossberg .22. We got to my cutting destination, and I told him where to meander on to, in order to have a best chance at a squirrel. Well, he sneaks off, and I fill the saw with fluids. Not long after, crack. Few minutes later, crack.... then another crack. I can see his Flo Orange hat from where I'm at, and I text, asking if everything is ok. He got 1, missed another. An hour later, he comes back with a very large Fox Squirrel in hand. He says it's a big male. I turn it over to confirm, and normally Fox that big are indeed males, as this was a nice one. Well, anybody that has harvested a big male Fox Squirrel, knows they have nuts the size of golf balls. Well, NO NUTS. He thought the little stubby thing was a "dinger", and it was a nipple. Nice, large female.
We get home, I'm cleaning it up, and who pulls in ? Grumpy (or is it Grouchy ?). Grumpy said he was going across the road to hunt squirrel on the property I own over there, and he didn't see a thing. Well, after giving me advice on how HE skins a squirrel, and why I'm doing it wrong, he goes into his "Mountain Man" mode, and start telling lad how he and his pals, would harvest squirrel, build a fire, and roast them up over the coals right then and there. The lad was so fired up, he grabbed the squirrel, and took off for the grill. Not exactly the open fire Grumpy described, but one the was going to work for the lad, come hell or high water. I couldn't convince him at all, that I had no desire to cook that damn squirrel on the grill right then and there. OF course, he again wins out, so I came up with a concoction. I section the thing, lay it in a foil "boat", add garlic, olive oil, butter, salt pepper, and Montreal steak seasoning. I had no idear how to prepare the damn thing, but I wrapped it up and tossed it grill-side. I'd guess it was on simmering for 20 mins or so ? Then I opened the foil, and slathered it with "Sweet Baby Ray's" barbecue sauce. I let it go another 5 mins or so. Well, I yanked it off, and slipped it onto a plate for lad. I had my doubts on how it would go, as lad is a picky eater. Surprisingly, there were only tiny little bones left when he got done. He gave me a piece that I "had to try", and I honestly thought it SUCKED.
It was as tough as I suspected it would be. I told him, a meat like that had to be slow cooked, in my attempt to dissuade him away from the grill.... but he was't budging.
We get home, I'm cleaning it up, and who pulls in ? Grumpy (or is it Grouchy ?). Grumpy said he was going across the road to hunt squirrel on the property I own over there, and he didn't see a thing. Well, after giving me advice on how HE skins a squirrel, and why I'm doing it wrong, he goes into his "Mountain Man" mode, and start telling lad how he and his pals, would harvest squirrel, build a fire, and roast them up over the coals right then and there. The lad was so fired up, he grabbed the squirrel, and took off for the grill. Not exactly the open fire Grumpy described, but one the was going to work for the lad, come hell or high water. I couldn't convince him at all, that I had no desire to cook that damn squirrel on the grill right then and there. OF course, he again wins out, so I came up with a concoction. I section the thing, lay it in a foil "boat", add garlic, olive oil, butter, salt pepper, and Montreal steak seasoning. I had no idear how to prepare the damn thing, but I wrapped it up and tossed it grill-side. I'd guess it was on simmering for 20 mins or so ? Then I opened the foil, and slathered it with "Sweet Baby Ray's" barbecue sauce. I let it go another 5 mins or so. Well, I yanked it off, and slipped it onto a plate for lad. I had my doubts on how it would go, as lad is a picky eater. Surprisingly, there were only tiny little bones left when he got done. He gave me a piece that I "had to try", and I honestly thought it SUCKED.
It was as tough as I suspected it would be. I told him, a meat like that had to be slow cooked, in my attempt to dissuade him away from the grill.... but he was't budging.
I never thought there could ever be a way to mess one up but lone and behold you came to the rescue. 
The tougher dark meat on the legs falls off the bone and is finger lickin good. 